Summary

Deacon told lies as naturally as most people breathed, and he kept secrets even from those a less paranoid man might arguably have called his friends. Many of those secrets he carried for the Railroad, but a few he kept for his own sake...

The strangest and most closely kept was this: Most people breathed. Deacon wasn't most people.

Summary

"After changes upon changes we are more or less the same." A city as big as New York has a lot of secrets. When the infection hits the streets, there are changes that cannot be undone, lives that will never be the same - and maybe that's okay.